amigo
11-14-2003, 7:16 PM
Jessie got changed into her horseriding outfit - jodhpurs, white shirt, black velvet jacket and black leather horseriding boots - with equestrian spurs. She ordered me down on all fours and seated herself on my back, yelling at me to giddy up. I was so badly beaten that I couldn't move,it was all I could do not to collapse. Jessie began slamming her heels back into my thighs, her spurs stabbing into me. I fell flat on my face. Jessie stood with a foot on each side of me, yelling "You fucking shit! Get Up!"
I couldn't. Jessie sat on the couch and lifted both feet into the air, pausing, then kicked them down into my back, the spurs drove deep into my back. She continued to slam those spurs into my back, neck and head. Sometimes they hit my spine and I was sure I'd be crippled. Sticky warm blood ran from the wounds in my back and head while she continued her 3-minute-long assault. I couldn't move and could only lie there while Jessie literally kicked holes in me with very little effort. Ashley and Marisa had left the set while this was happening. Jessie ordered me to roll over onto my back, which I somehow managed to do. Jessie said "You got blood on my spurs! Clean them!" as she placed her spurred right heel on my mouth. I opened my mouth and the spur dropped inside while the rest of the boot rested on my mouth. I sucked and licked while Jessie rubbed the sole of her left boot on my nose and eyes. The boot had a fine gripping sole and, in my tender state, it felt like she was rubbing a cheese grater on my face. After a while, Jessie lifted her right boot from my mouth and lifted her left foot as high as she could. Jessie viciously dropped her left spurred boot into my mouth. Jessie then repeated this spiteful action another 8 times. My lips and gums were swollen and bleeding, and many of my teeth were broken and chipped. With this pounding on my face, I didn't hear Ashley enter the scene. Ashley wore a yellow halter-type sports top, black gym pants and black rollerblades with yellow wheels and trimmings.
She told Jessie to have a rest and stood on my stomach with both feet, the blades sinking right into my stomach, so that the blades practically disappeared. I heard heels clicking on the floor and saw Marisa approaching in a black dress and was wearing black strappy 4" stilettoes, that showed off her feet very nicely. Marisa placed her heel in the middle of my one good hand and ground her heel deep into my hand. After Marisa got bored with twisting her heel into my hand, she began stamping both heels all over my hand and fingers. While Marisa was smashing my hand, Ashley stepped off my stomach and moved up to my head. Ashley placed her left rollerblade lengthways on my mouth and stepped up. My mouth opened as wide as it would go, and then some. What teeth were left yielded to the rollerblade as it pushed the corners of my mouth further and further down. Ashley began to bounce her weight on that foot, her right foot resting on my face for balance. The sides of my mouth tore away, allowing her rollerblade to go as far down as my jaw would allow. Marisa stopped demolishing my hand and inspected the damage Ashley was doing. Marisa said "That looks like fun, can I have a turn?" Ashley stepped down as Marisa stood on my face with both feet, her stiletto heels biting into my lower lip. She began to jump a little but slipped off, gouging a furrow across my chin. Ashley and Jessie each held one of Marisa's hands to help her balance. This worked really well, and Marisa was now able to jump about a foot into air before landing on my face. She did this for what seemed like ages, and by changing direction she managed to cover most of my face with the imprints of her cruel stiletto heels. I kept my eyes closed, but I don't think that helped much on those times when a heel landed in my eye. Marisa stepped off and looked at my smashed face, then said "We can't call the police now. Look at him." Jessie suggested that they should kill me. Ashley agreed and said they could bury me in the backyard. Marisa said "It's agreed then", and placed her right stiletto across my eyes, her heel positioned squarely on my left eye. Marisa stood up and the pain was excruciating, but then she shifted all of her weight onto the heel, driving it several inches into my eyeball. Blood seeped from beneath her heel and Marisa stepped down. Ashley said "He's still breathing", and placed her right rollerblade onto my throat and stood up on that one foot until I passed out. Marisa picked up my left wrist and said "No pulse. Well done" The next scene showed the girls burying me in the backyard, in the lawn just below the back steps. Once they'd replaced all of the dirt, the three stood on my grave and shared a celebratory drink. Marisa said "Eternal Damnation! The pervert will be trampled on forever...even in death".
After filming I was in hospital for months. I needed 138 stitches in my face and mouth. Almost every one of my teeth were broken. I had 31 fractures in my left hand and 33 fractures in my right (thanks to Marisa). 7 of my vertebrae had been damaged by Jessie's spurs. I had hundreds of puncture marks from Marisa's golf spikes. I had a collapsed lung and a ruptured spleen. I'm permanently blind in the left eye and have only peripheral vision in the right. And I had plenty of other injuries besides (don't even ask about my genitals!).
Ashley and Marisa visited me - Jessie didn't. I saw (mainly heard)Jessie interviewed about the movie on TV and she said "We really hurt him. I was REALLY kicking him with those cleats. And with the spurs." And then she laughed. Marisa visited me once in the hospital. She thanked me for letting her stomp all over me, and said she had really enjoyed it. She said she had loved the feeling of her golf spikes penetrating my flesh, and that she had kept those shoes as a souvenir. Marisa also said she had often, when wearing high heels, thought about how much damage a heel could do to a floor or a foot, so she wasn't surprised that she had blinded me by standing on my eyeball. Marisa has such a lovely laugh. Ashley visited me at hospital and sometimes still visits me at home...she's so nice. Ashley said "All women should have the opportunity to do that to a man. It was tremendously empowering." Ashley gets me to massage her feet throughout her visits, and sometimes to suck them as well. I hope she continues to visit. The movie wasn't a great success - most people said it was too violent. It didn't do my acting career any good either...I don't look so good these days. Still, Marisa, Ashley and Jessie had fun - and that's the main thing.
I couldn't. Jessie sat on the couch and lifted both feet into the air, pausing, then kicked them down into my back, the spurs drove deep into my back. She continued to slam those spurs into my back, neck and head. Sometimes they hit my spine and I was sure I'd be crippled. Sticky warm blood ran from the wounds in my back and head while she continued her 3-minute-long assault. I couldn't move and could only lie there while Jessie literally kicked holes in me with very little effort. Ashley and Marisa had left the set while this was happening. Jessie ordered me to roll over onto my back, which I somehow managed to do. Jessie said "You got blood on my spurs! Clean them!" as she placed her spurred right heel on my mouth. I opened my mouth and the spur dropped inside while the rest of the boot rested on my mouth. I sucked and licked while Jessie rubbed the sole of her left boot on my nose and eyes. The boot had a fine gripping sole and, in my tender state, it felt like she was rubbing a cheese grater on my face. After a while, Jessie lifted her right boot from my mouth and lifted her left foot as high as she could. Jessie viciously dropped her left spurred boot into my mouth. Jessie then repeated this spiteful action another 8 times. My lips and gums were swollen and bleeding, and many of my teeth were broken and chipped. With this pounding on my face, I didn't hear Ashley enter the scene. Ashley wore a yellow halter-type sports top, black gym pants and black rollerblades with yellow wheels and trimmings.
She told Jessie to have a rest and stood on my stomach with both feet, the blades sinking right into my stomach, so that the blades practically disappeared. I heard heels clicking on the floor and saw Marisa approaching in a black dress and was wearing black strappy 4" stilettoes, that showed off her feet very nicely. Marisa placed her heel in the middle of my one good hand and ground her heel deep into my hand. After Marisa got bored with twisting her heel into my hand, she began stamping both heels all over my hand and fingers. While Marisa was smashing my hand, Ashley stepped off my stomach and moved up to my head. Ashley placed her left rollerblade lengthways on my mouth and stepped up. My mouth opened as wide as it would go, and then some. What teeth were left yielded to the rollerblade as it pushed the corners of my mouth further and further down. Ashley began to bounce her weight on that foot, her right foot resting on my face for balance. The sides of my mouth tore away, allowing her rollerblade to go as far down as my jaw would allow. Marisa stopped demolishing my hand and inspected the damage Ashley was doing. Marisa said "That looks like fun, can I have a turn?" Ashley stepped down as Marisa stood on my face with both feet, her stiletto heels biting into my lower lip. She began to jump a little but slipped off, gouging a furrow across my chin. Ashley and Jessie each held one of Marisa's hands to help her balance. This worked really well, and Marisa was now able to jump about a foot into air before landing on my face. She did this for what seemed like ages, and by changing direction she managed to cover most of my face with the imprints of her cruel stiletto heels. I kept my eyes closed, but I don't think that helped much on those times when a heel landed in my eye. Marisa stepped off and looked at my smashed face, then said "We can't call the police now. Look at him." Jessie suggested that they should kill me. Ashley agreed and said they could bury me in the backyard. Marisa said "It's agreed then", and placed her right stiletto across my eyes, her heel positioned squarely on my left eye. Marisa stood up and the pain was excruciating, but then she shifted all of her weight onto the heel, driving it several inches into my eyeball. Blood seeped from beneath her heel and Marisa stepped down. Ashley said "He's still breathing", and placed her right rollerblade onto my throat and stood up on that one foot until I passed out. Marisa picked up my left wrist and said "No pulse. Well done" The next scene showed the girls burying me in the backyard, in the lawn just below the back steps. Once they'd replaced all of the dirt, the three stood on my grave and shared a celebratory drink. Marisa said "Eternal Damnation! The pervert will be trampled on forever...even in death".
After filming I was in hospital for months. I needed 138 stitches in my face and mouth. Almost every one of my teeth were broken. I had 31 fractures in my left hand and 33 fractures in my right (thanks to Marisa). 7 of my vertebrae had been damaged by Jessie's spurs. I had hundreds of puncture marks from Marisa's golf spikes. I had a collapsed lung and a ruptured spleen. I'm permanently blind in the left eye and have only peripheral vision in the right. And I had plenty of other injuries besides (don't even ask about my genitals!).
Ashley and Marisa visited me - Jessie didn't. I saw (mainly heard)Jessie interviewed about the movie on TV and she said "We really hurt him. I was REALLY kicking him with those cleats. And with the spurs." And then she laughed. Marisa visited me once in the hospital. She thanked me for letting her stomp all over me, and said she had really enjoyed it. She said she had loved the feeling of her golf spikes penetrating my flesh, and that she had kept those shoes as a souvenir. Marisa also said she had often, when wearing high heels, thought about how much damage a heel could do to a floor or a foot, so she wasn't surprised that she had blinded me by standing on my eyeball. Marisa has such a lovely laugh. Ashley visited me at hospital and sometimes still visits me at home...she's so nice. Ashley said "All women should have the opportunity to do that to a man. It was tremendously empowering." Ashley gets me to massage her feet throughout her visits, and sometimes to suck them as well. I hope she continues to visit. The movie wasn't a great success - most people said it was too violent. It didn't do my acting career any good either...I don't look so good these days. Still, Marisa, Ashley and Jessie had fun - and that's the main thing.